time later.
Took long enough.
“Yeah?” Nathan asked without opening his eyes.
“About what we were discussing earlier.”
“You mean, before you had me thrown in jail?”
“I think we should talk.”
Something in her voice made him crack open one eye. He expected to see her dressed in her suit, not casually in jeans and t-shirt with a sweater buttoned just below her breasts. She wore sandals, and there were lumps in her ponytail, as if she’d gotten dressed in a hurry. She appeared calm, though he guessed the steely exterior was hiding a great deal of emotion, based on the colors of her aura.
Nathan closed his eyes, aware he had to beat her at their game.
“I’m good here,” he replied.
“They’ll let you out, if I ask them,” she said. “I thought you wanted to talk.”
“Get me out, and we will.”
“I want it to be on my terms.”
“I get out of here in eighteen hours, so I don’t need your help. You’ve got no leverage, honey. We do it my way or not at all.”
Silence.
Nathan didn’t need to see her aura to know her anger.
“I’ll press charges,” she said finally.
“You’re a defense attorney. These cops will pay me for whatever you claim I did to you.”
“I’m a woman. They’ll believe me.”
“I can’t wait to hear you explain what we were arguing over. Will be the first time Shadowman is called to testify,” Nathan countered.
“You’ve lied to me since we met. I want to know you’ll tell me what’s going on.”
Bothered by the fear in her voice, Nathan opened his eyes and rose, crossing to the bars of the cell. He leaned against them, gazing down at Kaylee. Her breathing grew faster. He almost smiled. She was scared and upset – yet determined. The odd tension between them crackled, and he was too aware of what it felt like to put his hands on her hips earlier.
“Something happened,” he stated.
As if also aware of the sexual tension between them, she shifted away from the bars to put space between them.
“It was nothing,” she managed at last.
“This won’t work if you keep lying to me.”
“Never mind. I’ll Google it.” She started away.
“You won’t find the answers you’re looking for online,” he called. “If you need bail money, I authorized you to pick up my property. There’s cash in my wallet.”
“You did what?” She stopped and twisted to eye him. “Kind of arrogant to think I’d come back for you, isn’t it?”
“Hey, what’s your sign?”
“What?”
“Horoscope,” he said.
She looked like she wanted to strangle him, but she answered. “Pisces.”
Perfect.
“I’ll wait here, sweetheart. Don’t be too long.”
She stared at him then flushed, blue eyes glittering.
Nathan winked.
Kaylee strode away.
They were a natural match on the astrological side. His intensity and her yielding. He just had to get past the walls, and she’d be easy for him to get the information he needed from her.
He pushed himself away from the bars and sat down to put on his shoes, silently wagering how long it would take her. No sooner had he finished tying his second shoe than an officer walked down the tank to his cell.
“You’re one lucky bastard,” the officer said. “Your girl just made a good case for freeing you.”
“The only thing good about dating an attorney,” Nathan said, smiling.
The officer grunted and opened the cell. He waited until Nathan was through it before closing it and leading him out of the tank to the administrative office where prisoners were checked in and out.
Kaylee stood, arms crossed and unhappy, in the middle of the waiting area.
Nathan left her alone, despite the urge to tease her. He needed information from her, and she was close to the limit of what she’d deal with before walking for good.
Nathan checked out and joined her in the waiting room.
Kaylee didn’t wait for him but spun and strode to the exit. Nathan trailed with a wave at the police officers that brought him in.
She
Took long enough.
“Yeah?” Nathan asked without opening his eyes.
“About what we were discussing earlier.”
“You mean, before you had me thrown in jail?”
“I think we should talk.”
Something in her voice made him crack open one eye. He expected to see her dressed in her suit, not casually in jeans and t-shirt with a sweater buttoned just below her breasts. She wore sandals, and there were lumps in her ponytail, as if she’d gotten dressed in a hurry. She appeared calm, though he guessed the steely exterior was hiding a great deal of emotion, based on the colors of her aura.
Nathan closed his eyes, aware he had to beat her at their game.
“I’m good here,” he replied.
“They’ll let you out, if I ask them,” she said. “I thought you wanted to talk.”
“Get me out, and we will.”
“I want it to be on my terms.”
“I get out of here in eighteen hours, so I don’t need your help. You’ve got no leverage, honey. We do it my way or not at all.”
Silence.
Nathan didn’t need to see her aura to know her anger.
“I’ll press charges,” she said finally.
“You’re a defense attorney. These cops will pay me for whatever you claim I did to you.”
“I’m a woman. They’ll believe me.”
“I can’t wait to hear you explain what we were arguing over. Will be the first time Shadowman is called to testify,” Nathan countered.
“You’ve lied to me since we met. I want to know you’ll tell me what’s going on.”
Bothered by the fear in her voice, Nathan opened his eyes and rose, crossing to the bars of the cell. He leaned against them, gazing down at Kaylee. Her breathing grew faster. He almost smiled. She was scared and upset – yet determined. The odd tension between them crackled, and he was too aware of what it felt like to put his hands on her hips earlier.
“Something happened,” he stated.
As if also aware of the sexual tension between them, she shifted away from the bars to put space between them.
“It was nothing,” she managed at last.
“This won’t work if you keep lying to me.”
“Never mind. I’ll Google it.” She started away.
“You won’t find the answers you’re looking for online,” he called. “If you need bail money, I authorized you to pick up my property. There’s cash in my wallet.”
“You did what?” She stopped and twisted to eye him. “Kind of arrogant to think I’d come back for you, isn’t it?”
“Hey, what’s your sign?”
“What?”
“Horoscope,” he said.
She looked like she wanted to strangle him, but she answered. “Pisces.”
Perfect.
“I’ll wait here, sweetheart. Don’t be too long.”
She stared at him then flushed, blue eyes glittering.
Nathan winked.
Kaylee strode away.
They were a natural match on the astrological side. His intensity and her yielding. He just had to get past the walls, and she’d be easy for him to get the information he needed from her.
He pushed himself away from the bars and sat down to put on his shoes, silently wagering how long it would take her. No sooner had he finished tying his second shoe than an officer walked down the tank to his cell.
“You’re one lucky bastard,” the officer said. “Your girl just made a good case for freeing you.”
“The only thing good about dating an attorney,” Nathan said, smiling.
The officer grunted and opened the cell. He waited until Nathan was through it before closing it and leading him out of the tank to the administrative office where prisoners were checked in and out.
Kaylee stood, arms crossed and unhappy, in the middle of the waiting area.
Nathan left her alone, despite the urge to tease her. He needed information from her, and she was close to the limit of what she’d deal with before walking for good.
Nathan checked out and joined her in the waiting room.
Kaylee didn’t wait for him but spun and strode to the exit. Nathan trailed with a wave at the police officers that brought him in.
She
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